OCEANSIDE lyrics

Thouxanbanfauni

Part 1: OCEANSIDE (feat. MDMA) [prod. Embasin & IsaacIndigo]

[Intro]
Indigo
Okay, Embasin, whatever

[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni]
Put that sh*t in overdrive, full throttle, thrust it up
Way out in Oceanside, hundred bottles, hundred sl*ts
Noise complaints, neighbors b*t*hing, paid 'em off, boss decisions
Rightful, all forgiven, y'all pieces hardly hitting
I done done it this time, kitchen counter hold me up
Did you learn? Did you lie? Building power, charge it up
Water bottle, Sprite with drugs, this the crib not the club
Bag a b*t*h but came with ones, pillow talking, pulling up

[Verse 1: Thouxanbanfauni]
[?] can't remember, [?] give a f**k
Probably catch some heat from this, too turnt, so what?
Walk it off, jog it, jog, what you think we charging for?
Act a fooliе if you want, demons posted in the cut
Thеy been waiting all day for some, they been waiting all day for some
They been waiting all day for some, they been waiting all day for some
Pulled his name, who would've thought, day and night, kiss a check
Smell the bacon, hear the sirens, probably pigs pulling up
Get the stick, pop the trunk, make sure that the blanket covers
Glove compartment, get the Glock, put it back then cover it up
SUV, stuffed it up, remain solid, runner up
Paraphernalia, pills with Percs, we ain't going down for nun'

[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni]
Put that sh*t in overdrive, full throttle, thrust it up
Way out in Oceanside, hundred bottles, hundred sl*ts
Noise complaints, neighbors b*t*hing, paid 'em off, boss decisions
Rightful, all forgiven, y'all pieces hardly hitting
I done done it this time, kitchen counter hold me up
Did you learn? Did you lie? Building power, charge it up
Water bottle, Sprite with drugs, this the crib not the club
Bag a b*t*h but came with ones, pillow talking, pulling up

[Verse 2: MDMA & Thouxanbanfauni]
Ride me like a Harley, Harley Quinn it is
Rob a b*t*h, Robin Givens, we been on that since [?]
One of one, that boy's a myth, cruising time, I'm on a mission
Molly inside a diamond district, all prescription, no restriction
Move them bands through the subdivision, in a Hellcat, go, go, in the kitty
Free promo, t-shirt, no tips, underground rap, blessed soul for the healed
No exorcist, that role for the taking, her aura, my aura, might f**k when she here
She do what I do, I'm booted here with it, I call her on the phone, girl never calls here
Better not make no scene, don't need nobody to know
You better off sticking with the team 'fore you get picked off one by one
Back in the trap, yeah, yeah, scale-up them bags, yeah, yeah
Party finna get shot up, shot down, any b*t*h you want, best bag that

[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni]
Put that sh*t in overdrive, full throttle, thrust it up
Way out in Oceanside, hundred bottles, hundred sl*ts
Noise complaints, neighbors b*t*hing, paid 'em off, boss decisions
Rightful, all forgiven, y'all pieces hardly hitting
I done done it this time, kitchen counter hold me up
Did you learn? Did you lie? Building power, charge it up
Water bottle, Sprite with drugs, this the crib not the club
Bag a b*t*h but came with ones, pillow talking, pulling up

Part 2: MICHELIN (prod. Embasin & IsaacIndigo)

[Intro]
Indigo
Okay, Embasin, whatever

[Chorus]
Cool breeze, nice driving, highway and I pull up and do things my way
Big truck, driving my parlay, your mama so thick for the raw way
Horsepower, giddy up, donuts and all, torque in the burnout real strong
AR-15 with the monkey nut, pull up, psh, get 'em on
f**k the Michelin tires, we ride Firestone
Forgiato rims, 30s what I'm on
I got jetlag from switching time zones
Still on airplane mode, she mad I ain't pick up the phone

[Verse]
Treat her like my trophy wife, uh, real top chef
She blow me below the belt, she blow me below the belt
I keep me a loaded belt, I keep me a loaded belt
I smoke with a sage stem, I change up the odor, smell
f**k all that passive-aggressive sh*t, she mad off of a Tweet
That's a red flag right there, gotta leave you be, gotta leave you be
I ain't cuffing sh*t right now, honey, how I'ma roam the Earth, real free
I ain't got time for you, I barely got time for me
Focusing on myself, tryna get generational wealth
I don't give a damn what I gotta go through, a n***a's already been through hell
Not in no Scat, did it all in a 'Cat
I could make a home run with an eight ball right now, right off the bat
Thousand grams, get a kilo of that pack
Take your sh*t if you got it, heard n***as had you knotted

[Chorus]
Cool breeze, nice driving, highway and I pull up and do things my way
Big truck, driving my parlay, your mama so thick for the raw way
Horsepower, giddy up, donuts and all, torque in the burnout real strong
AR-15 with the monkey nut, pull up, psh, get 'em on
f**k the Michelin tires, we ride Firestone
Forgiato rims, 30s what I'm on
I got jetlag from switching time zones
Still on airplane mode, she mad I ain't pick up the phone

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